Chu Qingyi raised her head very bravely and looked at Zhang Han as she spoke in a soft voice, "You are the Treasure-loaded Taoist Lord."

Zhang Han nodded and said generously, "I am."

He was an experienced man and had encountered different kinds of occasions. At this moment, he had no other thoughts except for feeling a little strange and paying attention to Zi Yan's mood.

"You... I..."

Chu Qingyi kept faltering again. ...